In lab’s dim throe, rows of screens aglow,
Students sit in rows, dozing in slow-mo,
Videos stalling, cursors calling—loading, loading,
Echoing sighs, time defying, endlessly crying.
Buffering’s blight just might ignite anger from
Rendering’s plight, under fluorescent light, no end in sight.
Circles spinning, spinning, patience thinning, spinning, spinning
Again and again, patience thinning, again and again.
Networks freeze, teasing, seizing moments, anxious students wheezing,
Forced to reboot, can’t compute, reboot, reboot…
Fingers hover, hoping to recover, recover corrupt files
Stored in personal profiles, lost files to rediscover.
Our need for speed, indeed, we can’t concede,
Breeds worry. Blurry eyes plead, hurry, hurry!
Swifter processor lifts loads. Dreams of speedy, seamless shifts.
Memory’s gift uplifts spirits, avoiding data drifts. We’re set.